Page 86 of Striker


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"Because I refuse to share a garage with six of you miscreants," Rook blurts out. "Three is enough. I can't take any more."

"Rook, be nice," Eliza says.

And, at nearly the same time, Moose adds, "Calm down, Rookie boy."

Thunder snickers, muttering, "Rookie boy," under his breath.

When the clamoring dies down, Bullet continues and the attention returns to me. Owen tightens his hug, and I can feel something fluttering in my chest. Not just love for the man next to me, but a tingling feeling, like I'm on the verge of something exciting.

"The Steel Reapers and the Twisted Devils continue to grow closer by the day, and they've provided us with some seed money to help expand our business as we keep building ties. With our own money, thanks to the Covingtons," there's a ripple of laughter at the mention of that awful family, "we have the resources to expand our business. To do that, we're going to need an agent who can help us find the properties that fit our needs. And, since those needs are specific and may not be entirely legal, we need someone who is dedicated just to us. At least part time. So, Danielle Green, what do you say? You want to go into business together?"

I look around the group, everyone watching me with an expectant look in their eyes and smiles on their faces.

As if there's any doubt.

I've wanted for so long for people to notice me, to respect me, and now I have everyone I care about gathered around me, ready to invest in me. As an equal, as a partner.

I'm ecstatic. And tongue-tied.

Off to the side, little Luca lets out a wail.

"Come on, Dani, I think some of us are tired of waiting for your answer," Morgan says, laughing. “And not just Luca.”

"You want my answer?" I say, giving Morgan a look that says it all. But for everyone else, I raise my glass and say, "I'm in. I'm all in. But don't expect a break on my commission."

The cheers are deafening, and I feel like I'm on top of the world.

Bullet claps me on the back, and Moose hands me a fresh margarita. Owen is grinning at me, then hugging and kissing me, and I know that this is a turning point for us, and for me. I'm no longer just the quiet girl in the corner, the girl tagging along and fighting to be noticed. I'm a part of something big, something real, something that makes me feel truly valued: a family.

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